1It is wel plesaunt to the Lord on men that dreden hym; and in hem that hopen on his mercy. 2Jerusalem, herie thou the Lord; Syon, herie thou thi God. 3For he hath coumfortid the lockis of thi yatis; he hath blessid thi sones in thee. 4Which hath set thi coostis pees; and fillith thee with the fatnesse of wheete. 5Which sendith out his speche to the erthe; his word renneth swiftli. 6Which yyueth snow as wolle; spredith abrood a cloude as aische. 7He sendith his cristal as mussels; who schal suffre bifore the face of his cooldnesse? 8He schal sende out his word, and schal melte tho; his spirit schal blowe, and watris schulen flowe. 9Which tellith his word to Jacob; and hise riytfulnessis and domes to Israel. 10He dide not so to ech nacioun; and he schewide not hise domes to hem.